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'Claws Cleverly Cleansweep the Competition

This is where we'll be posting our 100-word or less drabbles based on the Quidditch Prompt once we hash out the <.< >.> *whispers* secret plot details in our QWC Thread in Ravenclaw Tower.

Editing in with the posting order:

Our posting order is:

Me
Jess
Alex
Kris

Oh, and team, we are each other's betas during this round-robin. If you see any spelling/canon errors in someone else's drabble, please feel free to *nicely* call attention to them in your own post. The writer can then go back and correct it in their drabble.

Xenophilius led his daughter and grandson inside. The boy trotted happily from room to room, quietly amusing himself while the grown-ups talked. Then they settled down in the kitchen for lunch.

After about twenty minutes, however, Bertram started fidgeting a little.

“Have you Antilliorts in your shirt?” asked the old man concernedly.

“No,” replied Bertram, his gaze flicking to the open window. “I just want to go and play…”

“Ah, I was the same when I was a lad.” Xenophilius’ smile became dreamy and wistful. “Could never sit still. Always wanted to be moving. That’s a Lovegood trait, my boy.”

100 words!

Um, just a quick note; "grandpa" is a bit American. We tend to say "grandad" or "grandfather" if it's more formal. Also, we've gone from "Mother" to "Mum" - what's he more likely to call her? Luna called her mum "mother", I think, but she had been dead for a few years, so...

spoke a young blond boy, come

Can you use "spoke" like that? I think "said" works better. And I reckon "come" should be replaced with "coming in from"...

Xenophilius and Luna, deep in debate over the elasticity of Gernoblie droppings did not notice Bertram swinging his legs under the table, eyes fixed on the window. Laughing voices carried across the orchard, and Bertram couldn't take it any longer. "Oh, Mother, can't I go play, too?"

"I suppose so," she said. "But I'm not sure the Gernoblies would understand if you showed up without an invitation."

Luna cocked her head to the side, listening intently. "It sounds like the Weasleys are trying to teach their children to ride a bindlewurdle. It is notoriously difficult to determine the head from the tail, is it not?" she asked her father.

Her father nodded sagely. "Right you are, Luna. Why, I remember one time - "

Bertram, who knew how these remembrances went, politely interrupted.

"I believe the Weasleys are teaching Hugo to fly a broom! Can I learn, too, Mother? It might not be as exciting as riding a thestral like you did, but I think it would be fun!"

100 words -whew!

Go, team! Rah rah Ravenclaw!

** the word "bindlewurdle" is taken from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

Luna slipped her free arm, the one not burdened with her onion-shaped handbag, around his shoulders. "Don't worry, Bertram! I never had a broom, but Ron and Hermione still played with me!"

Bertram reached for his Mother's hand, and they clambered over the hill.

Ron, Hugo and Rose were tentatively hovering a few feet above the ground. "You see, you don't need to lean hard against it- you'll fall off! Just ease in that direction, the broom will know what you want to do."